Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Much Farther Than Heaven

If I had it my way,
I'd have you raped
Of your senses,
Left as lifeless as an
Aborted fetus.
There's so much
Beauty and the Beast
In your drowsy little heart.
Are you the victim
In your manifested
Daydream, screaming for
Second chances you
Haven't earned?
Or are you the antagonist,
Praying on the
Silly hearts of your
Prey, dining on
Their sins so you
Can pass judgement
Without acknowledging your
Own wounded evil soul.
If I had it my way,
I'd cut your
Silver cord and send you
Into orbit;
A danger much
Farther than heaven.

March 15, 2009


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